The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

Mu Zhiqing suddenly chuckled, leaning on the chair, wrapping her hands around her chest, and looking at the two with a smile.

"No matter how poor I am, I am much better than you two who can only get thirty thousand taels, and one who can't even get thirty thousand taels, right?"

Jia Nianrong and Jiang Mengxiang's complexion changed slightly, only to realize that the previous scene was actually seen by Mu Zhiqing...

"Mu Zhiqing, I know that you have no money, and you don't have to die." Luo Xiyao stood up, "This is your best chance. You have not even passed the assessment of the third-rank alchemist, and you have a spirit pill You can't make the fourth-grade pill at all, and it's useless to keep it."

"I just like to keep it, how about it?" Mu Zhiqing said with a slightly hooked corner of her lips.

"you!"

Luo Xiyao's eyes sharpened, her pretty face was already full of anger.

"I said Luo Xiyao, I would like to lose the gambling, you just give it the money, why are you still here forever?"

Gu Zening sat on the table next to Mu Zhiqing, and his handsome face was clearly marked with the word unhappy. This woman really likes to find superiority in front of the younger sister, when he is a transparent person?

"My little junior sister is short of money, who told you that my junior sister is short of money?"

What a joke!

He has to borrow money with the little sister all day long, just these few goods are so embarrassed to say that the little sister is poor?

I'm afraid my eyes are not blind!

Gu Zening raised her eyebrows and said: "Little Junior Sister, show them the black card, you are low-key, they really think they have turned the sky!"

However, as soon as these words came out, not only Luo Xiyao and the others, but also the other alchemists in the house couldn't help but laugh.

People of Emperor Moon Continent, who doesn't know the black card?

But in this entire Emperor Moon continent, how many black cards are there in total?

Even Gu Zening would not have a black card, let alone Mu Zhiqing from the Tianyue Dynasty. Isn't this a fantasy?

The expressions of Nangongxi and Lu Qianxun couldn't help but change. Isn't Gu Zening bragging? You can't talk nonsense like this!

"Gu Zening, even if you want to support her, you have to say something convincing, right?"

Luo Xiyao laughed angrily. She raised her hand and gestured to the people around her, and said: "Look, there are so many people present, does anyone believe it?"

"I'm really bragging about not making drafts. Isn't it laughable and generous to say this?"

In the face of everyone's ridicule, Gu Zening had a calm face, laugh, and continue to laugh.

Thinking that he had been slapped in the face by a black card at the beginning, thinking that so many people followed his footsteps, he felt quite in a good mood.

Just as Luo Xiyao and others were smiling happily, Mu Zhiqing suddenly raised the black card in her hand.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Time seemed to freeze in an instant, falling into a dead silence.

The smile on Luo Xiyao's face was too late, so she looked stiffly at the black card in Mu Zhiqing's hand, her eyes gradually rounded, and the shock was reflected on her face, which looked very funny.

"Black... black card?"

The four words of Diyue Qianxing above are very clear, exactly the same as her Diyue Qianxing card, the only difference is that the color and material of the card are clearly better than her card...

"Is this really a black card?"

Jia Nianrong couldn't care about the mockery at this moment. She looked at the card in front of her in disbelief. Although she had never seen it before, the card in front of her... seemed real!

"This kind of thing... is it necessary to lie to you?"